willa rose me: wilhelmina


you: talk

i am happy living,

i am just unhappy,

i want to get better, i hate where i live i hate everything about where i am.

I love my family i just hate what surrounds us

i just want to move and get far away but my life will never change, 

i do want to be who i wish to grow into but i just dont have the strength

i am growing smaller and weaker

and soon i will be nothing

but i do not know how to get over this.

it just want it to be okay

please let something happen to me and my family so that it all works out for us and it gets better for us all,

this is a beg a plea, i need help god if you are real take this into account

if you are so fucking real why have you left us to suffer

why have you left us to fend alone

HELL yeah it could be worse by why does it have to be this bad

why couldnt it be good for us huh god? where were you when my dad got sick where were you when my mom had a heart attack where were you when my brother got hit by a car or fell of a roof Huh?! 

i want to know why you arent helping

answer me